Saturn in Aries, Jupiter in Leo
I've been thinking about labour and vocation a lot. And money. The fire trine in my natal chart, connecting 2nd, 6th, and 10th houses, is much alight, a softly burning boat taking me along a celestial tributary into the watery field of infinite possibility. The heavy Cancerian hand of this period, even though causing soggy soppy features in reality, has been a soothing layer of aloe vera gel keeping the epidermal plane from overheating. I oscillate in and out of the flame-- sparking up, holding the flame, then being doused in protective water. Extinguishing the fire briefly before I re-enter it again. Reality has been an extended ritual, a cycle of heavenly intimacy and hellish engagement. Hellish as in: challenging, painful, and demanding. Something I complain about. Something I remain grateful for. There's no contradiction in that, only the co-existence of many states in a moment. The field is clear; the difficulty is visible, tangible, and open to engagement. A generous dojo.